𝐊𝐎𝐉𝐈   𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 ,                     𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳. . .   𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲   𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 .

name: neppy, taki

pronouns: she/he/they!

rp experience/how long (months/years?): 9. long. years.   : )

rp pet peeves/deal-breakers: one line responses to walls of text with no indication or apology for a lack of productivity  ( i’m actually fine with getting a small response to a big reply on my part so long as my partner conveys that they’re feeling a little dried up in the productivity pool department. )

fluff, angst or smut: fluff or smut, usually smut because it was my practice for expressing refined details in writing growing up. 

plots or memes: bit of both, honestly.

long or short replies: it can vary!

best time to write: the later in the day, the better my writing becomes ;   especially in that in between before you get hit with nighttime exhaustion but your brain is going a million miles per minute!

are you like your muse(s): down to every little last detail, almost.

hands come up and slowly smooth back the frayed hairs of bangs that push against her gloved palms, even as billowing voice booms against her ear drums. their beach day is already being paraded around by arataki gang leader’s lack of diligence for those surrounding them, violets darting across sands to connect with crimson irises.   “ awfully loud today, aren’t we, boss ? ”   smirk pulls behind mask, slim bikini hugging scarred form as kuki steps closer towards her mate to let a hand drift its fingertips across abdomen and canvas the small divots between structurally defined muscles.

" it is a long-winded story, takuya. i ask of you to steel yourself for the briefing that's to come. "   hand comes and founds fingers upon crest, showing her apology through simple grievances and physical gesture. head bows respectfully as she takes in a breath of her own to steady her nerves, because archons know she needs that if shinobu's to relay this fiasco back to the blue oni.

" we were in liyue to retrieve my certificate of completion as foretold before our leaving of inazuma, which you already were aware of. upon arrival, lo and behold, itto somehow finds himself in trouble with the milileth. we were lucky yanfei-senpai had been nearby, because she had bailed the boss out of trouble. knowing him, of course, he pursued the chance to repay her kindness. . .   which led us into an unknown territory the people of liyue called the 'chasm'. "

Of all the things he could’ve lived through in life, finding someone he’d come to adore nearly as much as Kuki hadn’t been an expectation of his. Archons knew how enraptured he’d been when she’d offered to join his gang, as one of the only Koji left in the world. Though he’d known she had been close to his father as one of his servants, this wasn’t the closeness he’d expected in the slightest. Itto huffed fondly as her subtle ministrations proceeded to relax him more than anything he could’ve thought possible. But, given the status of their relationship, it didn’t surprise him in the least. Kuki had a spellbinding effect on him, and he couldn’t help what flourished between them so naturally. 

“Ugh, fine! Sheesh, can’t accept a compliment at all, can ya?” he replied back mirthfully, a teasing but affectionate starriness present in his eyes. If one thing ever rang true between them, it was the eternal fact that the kunoichi knew how to soothe him like none else. “But… I still think you smoke me in the hotness department, so ya might as well concede defeat.” Did Kuki have the slightest idea what her short-shorts did to a guy like him? She did, obviously, but it didn’t hurt that she knew she was hot, too!

" i never could, "   murmurs free, mask hushing breath against where he cheeks lies against his flesh. compliments were far beyond her range of expertise, let alone her basic comprehension of modern day social skills. hands brush by his sideburns, stroke close to bunshin that run beneath his eyes as her own glow upon the small of her back.   " you know i've struggled for years to grow accustomed to your wherewithal when it comes to what you see in me. "

“  because, then, you know you cannot beat me in a fight. you’ll die here if you try to raise blade to me.  i am a harbinger, and you’re, what?  the dog of a man far lesser than i am?  a man who cannot meet me face to face?  ”    he sounds dismissive.  he is not taking her seriously.  the doctor yawns, showing off ferocious canines capped in silver and looking at the oni with an expression that read of terrible boredom.  it was like watching a tiger pace behind bars spaced just a little too far for comfort.

these people – everyone, really – was positively useless.  toying with games and metaphors when if they just asked for what they wanted and then took it when the answer was inevitably now, the world would be such a simpler place.  and yet.  this was where he just wanted to start killing people.  couldn’t the little green freak respect that he was a busy man?

“  i have other jobs to do here.  arming a rebellion with weapons that kill them to use is terribly funny, you know.  but either way, it only concerns you if you want in, or if you want to stop me.  and as stopping me would most assuredly lead to your demise and dissection, i can only assume you want something. so out with it then – don’t waste my time and i won’t waste your blood by spilling it on such a pretty night.  ”

“ see, that is the fickle thing about human morality. as they say ;   love makes one do stupid things. ” arms fold akin to how harbinger reclines and (unconsciously?) stimulates the air to resemble how thin his patience remains. maybe it's just her own stipulations assuming the worst of him. who's to say. shinobu stands her ground as dottore explains to her her options ; to join or to succumb. not very optimal choices either way.

@elmentalwish​ :   a kiss from yanfei to shinobu. <3

“ se-senpai. . . ”   breath hitches upon vertices' edge, the slant of their corners turned down as to thin their crest and hide truth. shinobu's uncertain as to what drew in previous professor, nor what led to her closing the gap between maskless and adeptal halfling, but whatever the case it brought a leisurely warmth to her chest. fluttering electricity ripples throughout her nervous system, rampant and exhilarating.

body shoulders its weight onto a hip as hand ghost their way to yanfei's hips, hold her dear whilst still maintaining a respectful distance to speak. “ i was. . . not expecting such forwardness from my superior of all places. forgive my lack of spirited anticipation ; had i expected your approach, things would've resulted differently. ”